Coffee Shop

My skin, like strongest coffee
Yours, like purest cream
Together
We mingle
Completing
Celestial cafe au lait
Bodies swirling gently
Within the confines of our sleeping cup
How ya like it, baby?
Hot?
Cool?
Kinky?
Sprinkled with skin-salt and kiss-sugar
Topped off with a long slow dollop of alcoholic passion
Creating caffeine addiction from once forbidden contrast
Or whatever.
Together
We make the perfect thing to sip
While contemplating love on a rainy spring day.

©2006 by T.J. King

                                                                                                                                                                                               

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T.J. King exists, and likes it a lot. When she's not trying to convince people that yes, she really is from the Midwest, she temps to pay the bills and writes to pass the time.